St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-12-31

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pride came to her aid.
Yes, !" she,cOldly said, repeating his
words, fits best that you should CO."
!. He bowed. and withdrew, and little
|. later she was weeping bitterly in the
seclusion of her room
sob. only now realize how much /
love him ~ she grOaned. "Oh, why was
this to eome,Out? / am sure he issa
noble fellow; but-theSe strongly
marked social lines! The world would
never forgive me. at least Ralph
wouldn't. / cannot afford to lose b0fh
my heart and my head" {
The next revelation was almost as
startling. A sturdy, thick-set fellow
aceOsted her on the terrace the following
day. He was plainly clad, but there
was an honest look about him. g
Pm sorry, ma am, that didn't come
last summer he said, removing his hat.
| s'What do you mean, and who are
lyOu?'' she demanded.
-" You told me to come, you remenn-
aber," he. said. "You wrote me, mean.
l decided to go with family to the sea-
shore instead, and I've regretted ut
many a time since. am Andrew Jacobs
and | am looking for place."
She stared at him, the puzzled express
sion on her face giving place to one of
indignation.
s.I'll try you," she merely said, in a
represSed tone. "COme tomorrow"
After dinner she said to her cavalier
cOachman: as
'.Sir, you are at liberty to 90 to-day.
Your place has been filled. Strange to
say, the mans name is precisely like
yours" --.y
Her companion flung up his head. a
flush of shame Oh his cheeks, look OF
CONSERVATION in his eyes.
miss Cavanagh," he stammered.
''You need not explain the cOinci-
dence," she grimly interrupted. "YOu
are an adventurer. L once had much
respec for you'll haven't any now"
Ii face redeemed still more at her
OOk and tone of ScOrn.
Miss Cayanagh," he cried, there
are eXtenuating circumstances. Recall
our first interview
''Pray do not remind me of that" she
sternly said. Il was expecting coach
man, and it was natural mistake on
my part. led with questions and you
were mean enough to take advantage of
them. Philip will pay you the bal
ance of your wages"
Then she left him with the naughty
air of duchess.
She had dismissed him from her
house, but she had not dismissed him
from her thoughts. He would not stay
dismissed. Her indignation burned it
self out and love reasSerted itself. She
confessed to herself that there were eX
tenuating circumstances, and she was
sorry that they had parted in anger.
A week later she received a letter
from him written in bold, free hand
explanatory, apologize, regretful, be
seemingly tender. But he did not ask
to be reinstated in her CONFERENCE.-THE
not give his name or addreSS-did not
ask her to reply.
1t Increased the mystery which envel-
Oped him; it deepened her affection for
him. She grew restless and dissatisfied:
she lost inter st in her pursuits and
her surroundings.
Life did not seem to have much Zest
in it. Pallor came to her cheeks and
languOr to her movements. The fact
was Miss Lucille Cavanagh was badly
hit. Her heart was no longer her own.
She admitted it, but how was 1t to be
remedied?
She closed the house for the winter.
dismissed her servants and joined her
brother at Florence. He was glad to
see her and little astonished. Il
why, what brought you here?'he de-
manded.
"Ralph, I was getting dreadfully
lonely" she sail.
Fretting to see me, eh?" he asked
with hug and kiS J.. "Well, we will
dissipate that loneliness. Lucille, yon
have been ill?''
wv, Ii, no." she hesitatingly replied.
ooh, reser your confidence" he
said, with a pleas Mt little Ia gh. by
the by, Dupont Westcott is here!'
SIS he?' she asked, indifferently.
She had never seen him, though
Ralph was all the time sounding his
praises. :i2 -
'sHe'll not let the time hang heavily
on your hands. Lucille. | hope you'll
take to him kindly. He is"
''Drop him, please, Ralph, and tell me
something about Yourself"
Once more lie fiXedly regarded her.
Lucille" he asked again, have you
been ill?''
''No, Ralph" she replied, with an odd
little augh. 1--WE had my little ro-
nance. L cannot tell you about it.
1t would humiliate me and provoke
you.''
"All right, sister dear" he cheerfully
repifed. IF you are in diStreS I'm not
the one to proiong it,"
'Iucille, this my truest friend of
friends, Dupont WestcOtt."
The introduction took place in one of
the picture galleries.
Miss Cavanagh raised her eyes, and
to her intense establishment they rested
upon Andrew Jacobs!
She grew alternately red and white
in the face, and drew her breath hard.
Recovering her sclf-pOssess on, she
Slightly bent her head and said:
II am pleased to meet you, ir."
His face changed for but moment.
is eyes held hers, a pleading, regret
full, self-eonscious look in them.
They passed around the gallery, chat
ting pleasa Mt y, and yet with neutral
ground between them upon which
neither of them ventured to tread. In
the course of a week, however, he made
reference to their former Intimacy.
eff | dared to open the past" he be-
gan.
Whose past?n she interrupted.
"Ours,' he replied.
''Oh.'' she calculated with Shrug.
81 didn't know we had any in common"
lie felt the rebuff, but returned to the
subject. She persistently ignored it.
He pleaded, but it was of no use. She
was Furnishing him for what he had
caused her to suffer.
Lucille. what is tile trouble between
you and Dupont" her brother one day
abruptly asked.
Il didn't know there was any," stam-
mered she.
.'Oh. NONSENSE" Ralph hastily re-
Joined. dupont has been very frank
with me, and it would be creditable to
YOU to initiate him. That little episode
shouldn't count against him. He called
at the house expecting to find me there,
and any fellow would have awaited
himself of the miscOnstructiOn. DOyOa
know, Sis, that he is going away tO-mor-
row?''
'.Ah, I'll wish him bon voyage"
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